Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 512 Blood Sacrifice Ceremony

Ling Tian looked calm, looked at Zong Lei and the others, and snorted coldly: "Who are you, are you in the same group as the one who attacked me before?"

"That's right, those people before are indeed my subordinates. They just wanted to stop your flying boat, but in the end you drove a puppet to hurt people. We have to settle this account today!" Zong Lei sneered , said loudly: "As long as you hand over the puppet and this flying boat as compensation, what happened today will be considered as the past, and we can let you go!"

"Elder Zong, the higher-ups told us not to let any monks into the mountains in front!" A black-robed monk standing behind Zong Lei was stunned for a moment, and quickly reminded Zong Lei in a low voice.

Zong Lei rolled his eyes at the black-robed monk, and said in a low voice, "Idiot, when he hands over the puppet and the flying boat, we'll be done killing people to silence him. If he insists on resisting, he will definitely release the puppet at that time. We're not doing it for nothing." Missing a low-grade puppet of the primordial spirit?"

"Elder Zong is really good at calculating, we are ashamed of ourselves!" The three black-robed monks were suddenly enlightened when they heard Zong Lei's words, and they nodded in praise of Zong Lei's clever calculation.

When Zong Lei talked with the black-robed monks around him, he naturally released his energy and enveloped them, making sure that Ling Tian would not listen to them. However, Ling Tian's divine thoughts covered a thousand feet, and he had no ability to block them, so these words, Ling Tian Tian naturally heard it clearly, and for a while, he couldn't help laughing. He didn't expect these guys in front of him to have such an idea.

"Boy, have you thought about it carefully, should you reconcile with us, or die in my hands?" Zong Lei turned to look at Ling Tian, ​​and then sneered: "I know you have a low-grade Yuanshen puppet in your hand, But I am a monk in the early stage of Yuanshen, and it is no problem to deal with a mere puppet. I advise you to be a hero who knows the current affairs, and hand over the puppet and the flying boat. I will definitely not break my promise and let you leave safely!"

Ling Tian smiled and shook his head, "Could it be that you think I'm an idiot? Tell me to hand over the puppet and the flying boat, so I can survive then?"

After pausing for a moment, a mocking smile flashed in his eyes, and then he said lightly: "If I guessed correctly, you should all be from Ruyi Pavilion, right? Could it be that you Ruyi Pavilion is planning some big conspiracy ahead?"

After Zong Lei heard Ling Tian's words, a smirk appeared on his face, and then he said in a deep voice, "That's right, we are the monks of Ruyi Pavilion, boy, since you guessed our identities wrong, it's impossible for you to leave today. Yes, as long as you hand over the puppet and the flying boat, we promise to keep your whole body and not take you to the blood sacrifice. This is the last chance I will give you. If you persist in your obsession, then you will become the blood of our Ruyi Pavilion Blood Sacrifice Ceremony Slave is ready!"

"Sure enough, it's the Ruyi Pavilion. If that's the case, all of you should die for me!" Ling Tian nodded lightly, with killing intent in his eyes, and the Death Star Sword came out of its sheath on its own, and landed in his palm .

"Boy, you are a little bit too crazy! Do you think that you can be supercilious by relying on the low-grade puppet of Yuanshen?"

"I think this kid has lost his mind! Not to mention the presence of the elders, even if the three of us work together, it won't be a problem to block the low-grade puppet of the primordial spirit for a while!"

"Elder Zong, why are we being polite to this kid? Let's just kill him. If the puppet is destroyed, it will be destroyed. With this flying boat, we will all earn money!"

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Zong Lei nodded lightly, and laughed loudly: "You are also right, boy, your last chance is gone. When I capture you, I will make you a blood slave for our Ruyi Pavilion's blood sacrifice ceremony." Contribute your blood!"

Ling Tian shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "Speaking of which, I really have a predestined relationship with your Ruyi Pavilion, no matter where I am, I can meet people from your Ruyi Pavilion, and it may be God's will to meet you again this time. , what kind of blood sacrifice ceremony in your Ruyi Pavilion, I think this time I am afraid it will not be able to be held as scheduled!"

"Who are you?" Hearing Ling Tian's words, Zong Lei's face changed dramatically, his eyes flicked around Ling Tian, ​​with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"No, he can't be that kid. It is said that that kid showed up some time ago, and his cultivation is only in the early stage of Vientiane. This guy has the strength of the middle stage of Vientiane. It is absolutely impossible to be him!" Zong Lei suddenly said that the thorn in the side of the sect said, Immediately, he glanced at Ling Tian again, then shook his head and rejected his guess.

Ling Tian held the Death Star Sword lightly across his chest, and said with a sneer, "Don't worry about who I am, I only have one word for you evil cultivators, and that is, kill!"

Before Zong Lei and the four of them could open their mouths, divine thoughts swept out from Ling Tian's sea of ​​consciousness, directly shocking the four of them at the same time, and then Ling Tian dodged and rushed among them, with the death star sword in his hand bursting out with heavy radiance , swept Zong Lei and the others into it.

boom!
The golden light swept across the space of hundreds of feet, and four figures flew out from the dazzling golden light, landing hundreds of feet away.

Except for Zong Lei, the eyes of the other three were all dimmed, and they fell straight to the mountain below, already without breath, their souls were annihilated by the golden sun blasted by Ling Tian.

From his right shoulder to his left chest, Zong Lei had a wound about a foot long, and blood gushed out continuously, dyeing his robe red.

He looked at Ling Tian with a pale face, with a terrified light in his eyes, and asked tremblingly: "You, who are you? Could it be that genius on the Vientiane Heaven List? I advise you, don't offend our Ruyi Pavilion , do you know that our Ruyi Pavilion now has early-stage cultivators sitting in command, if you dare to kill me, catastrophe will be upon us!"

"You Ruyi Pavilion have been chasing and killing me until now! It doesn't matter if you kill one more!" Ling Tian smiled and glanced at Zong Lei, his figure flickered, continued in front of him, and then raised his head. The Death Star Sword stabbed towards the center of his eyebrows.

"What, are you really Ling Tian?" Zong Lei heard Ling Tian's words, a blush appeared on his pale face, as if he had been frightened, he ran after him, and he didn't even have the courage to confront Ling Tian. No, it can be seen that Ling Tian's reputation, coupled with the previous blow, has completely scared him out of his wits.

A smile flashed in Ling Tian's eyes, and he used Zhenhai Yunlong Jue, which shocked Zong Lei again, causing him to levitate in mid-air in a strange posture of striding and galloping, as if he were a stone statue carved by a clumsy craftsman.

The black epee lightly tapped Zong Lei's eyebrows, and a golden light flooded into his mind, beheading and annihilating his soul.

Zong Lei woke up in an instant, glanced at Ling Tian, ​​and stretched out his fingers reluctantly to point at him, with resentment in his eyes, he wanted to say something, but couldn't say a word, he fell directly from the air, and fell onto the rock below.

Ling Tian heaved a sigh of satisfaction. After advancing to the middle stage of Vientiane, his Yuan power became stronger. Even the Jiuyao Tianxing sword technique has greatly increased its power, not to mention the fact that Zhenhai Yunlong Jue has become more powerful because of the thickening of divine sense. , Even the monks in the early stage of Yuanshen have no resistance.

He secretly thought about it, with his current strength, even if he meets a monk in the middle stage of Yuanshen, even if he doesn't use the Great Freedom Gengxin Sword Qi, and only relies on the sword domain and divine sense to attack the secret technique, he can evenly share the prize.

After putting away the flying boat, Ling Tian swooped down from the clouds and walked slowly in the sky, looking for the traces of the Ruyi Pavilion monks. According to Zong Lei, if they want to hold a blood-stained ceremony in this mountain range, the scale must be huge , it should be easy to find clues, otherwise there is no need to fortify layer by layer, worrying about being discovered.

Half an hour after flying in the sky, a solemn look suddenly appeared in Ling Tian's eyes, and he saw that in a valley ahead, an altar was erected by someone, and the altar was engraved with blood-colored formations, full of ferocious, evil spirits. breath.

Beside the altar, there are still many monks in black robes who are busy, and there is a camp nearby, which seems to imprison many monks.

Seeing Ling Tian appear, two black-robed monks immediately flew up from the valley, rushed towards him, and shouted loudly: "Who is here?"

The two black-robed monks were only at the mid-stage of Vientiane, and when they saw that Ling Tian was not a disciple of Ruyi Pavilion, they immediately looked at each other, drew their weapons, and came towards him separately from left to right.

Ling Tian glanced at the two black-robed monks, and his divine sense swept out, directly smashing their souls.

Suddenly, the two black-robed monks stopped, their eyes quickly dimmed, and they fell like two meteorites, falling heavily into the valley.

Those black-robed monks who were busy raised their heads one after another. After seeing Ling Tian, ​​they all took out their weapons, soared into the sky, and flew towards him as if they had been stabbed in a hornet's nest.

Killing intent surged in Ling Tian's eyes. It was obvious that these black-robed monks were all disciples of Ruyi Pavilion. If this was the case, then they couldn't be merciful and kill them all to save more people.

The strength of these black-robed monks soaring into the sky is between the peak of Zifu and the middle of Vientiane, no matter how many they come, they will just die.

Under the sweeping of spiritual thoughts, those black-robed monks rushing to Ling Tian's eyes dimmed and fell downwards. No one could block Ling Tian's spiritual attacks. As long as they saw Ling Tian within a hundred feet of him, their souls would be shattered immediately. Then die.

"Quickly rewind, it's the secret technique of spiritual attack, we must not get close to him within a hundred feet, this kid's secret attack of spiritual attack is too powerful!"

The rest of the black-robed monks saw their companions shattered before they got close to Ling Tian, ​​and then fell to the ground like dumplings. They all shouted and flew back, wanting to fight with Ling Tian distance.

But how could Ling Tian let these people leave alive? With a flicker of his body, he rushed into the crowd like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. There were only two or three kittens left, all of them looking at Ling Tian with terrified eyes, wanting to fight without courage, wanting to escape without a way.

(End of this chapter)